I think you are one of very few people around me who truly understand. And yes, my daughter is a big help, also with the fictionalized stories she writes now, the way she dives into feelings, my parents' youth, and the connections she makes.
Oh, Marie. Such a heartbreaking read. I feel your anguish in every word and every unfallen tear. A good sob does wonders. I'm glad you can do that with your daughter and sorry you can't do it more often whenever you feel like it. The sleep thing alone would drive me nuts. Ramzi and I sleep in different rooms. He has chronic back pain and tosses all night. I have sleep apnoea. If I don't get a good night's sleep, I can't function. I hear you! If you have a spare bed, honestly, do yourself a favour. That aside, I can only imagine what this huge change has done to your psyche. You're a special lady, Marie. Your husband is lucky to have you by his side 🤍
I admire you for sleeping in different rooms, Marcia. I can't do it, not only because I don't have a bed, but I have this thing in my mind that should we sleep in different rooms, our relationship is not good anymore. There is just something in me that prevents me from taking that step. And honestly, I prefer to have him close to me, even though my nights are so hard. But everything is hard at the moment. I hope one day it gets better...
I get that, Marie, and my husband would love it if we shared our bed but... no. Sorry darling, I need my sleep 🤭 It takes some getting used to and I know a lot of couples our age who have the same arrangement. Different strokes. And, our sex life doesn't suffer. We're morning people in that regard. Night time is for sleeping, mornings are for sex. He doesn't miss out so he can't complain ;)
But, I do think about getting older and not knowing if he's ok or needs something, that's also an issue so I here you, Marie. We keep our phones next to us just in case. Not the same I know... xx
This takes me back to my late wife’s illness. The pressure of having to do everything, while getting little sleep. The guilt for feeling frustrated when she couldn’t do much to help anymore.
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<3 i understand so much of this and am very glad you have your daughter
I think you are one of very few people around me who truly understand. And yes, my daughter is a big help, also with the fictionalized stories she writes now, the way she dives into feelings, my parents' youth, and the connections she makes.
The pain and exhaustion are so very real. Sending you a big hug, Marie!
Thank you, Diana. Also for your kind note 🤍
Oh, Marie. Such a heartbreaking read. I feel your anguish in every word and every unfallen tear. A good sob does wonders. I'm glad you can do that with your daughter and sorry you can't do it more often whenever you feel like it. The sleep thing alone would drive me nuts. Ramzi and I sleep in different rooms. He has chronic back pain and tosses all night. I have sleep apnoea. If I don't get a good night's sleep, I can't function. I hear you! If you have a spare bed, honestly, do yourself a favour. That aside, I can only imagine what this huge change has done to your psyche. You're a special lady, Marie. Your husband is lucky to have you by his side 🤍
I admire you for sleeping in different rooms, Marcia. I can't do it, not only because I don't have a bed, but I have this thing in my mind that should we sleep in different rooms, our relationship is not good anymore. There is just something in me that prevents me from taking that step. And honestly, I prefer to have him close to me, even though my nights are so hard. But everything is hard at the moment. I hope one day it gets better...
Thank you for your comment, my friend!
I get that, Marie, and my husband would love it if we shared our bed but... no. Sorry darling, I need my sleep 🤭 It takes some getting used to and I know a lot of couples our age who have the same arrangement. Different strokes. And, our sex life doesn't suffer. We're morning people in that regard. Night time is for sleeping, mornings are for sex. He doesn't miss out so he can't complain ;)
But, I do think about getting older and not knowing if he's ok or needs something, that's also an issue so I here you, Marie. We keep our phones next to us just in case. Not the same I know... xx
Maybe one day I will be brave enough to move into my own room 😉
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This takes me back to my late wife’s illness. The pressure of having to do everything, while getting little sleep. The guilt for feeling frustrated when she couldn’t do much to help anymore.
Thank you for understanding, Alan, and so sorry for your loss!
Thanks, Marie.